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Chapter 47

Author: Night Owl
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 19:55:04
~ Nicholas's POV ~

I had spent almost the entire week in Russia dealing with ash, blood, and betrayal.

The call had come in while I was still in Brooklyn—one of my captains frantically explaining that a suspected arson attack had ripped through one of our primary warehouses. Multiple men of mine were severely burned, some fighting for their lives. I had flown back to Moscow immediately with Jude and Thalia at my flanks to hunt down the rat.

The investigation didn't take long. Every trail
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